How did this make it through the mail safely?
From the Dodson, D's. Family Vacation. That 3-D is such a toy.
Whimsey gets me every time.
Babushka birds, eh! Both pieces are fromPatty.
As are these! Thank you, my friend. I'll be handy capable soon, and I'll art 'em up like it's nobody's business.
More from Patty, the real Wonder Woman.
Dodson didn't lie. There's always a little bit of this-that-n-the-other inside each envelope, and I do declare dog saliva was used to wet the glue on a flap two letters ago. Ahem. That's the bee I freed.
Goodies from Anke in Germany. Thank you. I am crazy for the envelope, the lovely stamps, the ephemera, the note . . . Simply everything.
These are the chicken's knees. I remember seeing these on Flynn's blog and drooling.
I cannot tell you what it meant to see these here in Texas. I won't even try.
And this? This is a bird I coveted unlike anything else. It's egg yolks, a tequila sunrise, sunrise itself, happiness, warmth from sunlight, a mystery . . . It brightens the room. Thank you, Finn. Wow.
And then there were three. Proof that the French finally learned how to be funny. *grin*
These two will never cease being funny. I'd share the punch line but . . . It's private. Please note: Aged people have a brand of comedy that's all their own. *grin* And the older I grow the less stodgy and stuffed I become. *grinning with both cheeks stuffed with laughter*
. . . to be continued